The Invisible Daughter (Yunice Saunders) novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95 The Owen Who Died

Gill locked both of Elsie’s wrists from behind. With her arms pinned tight, Elsie couldn’t move at all.

“Ow-” Her cry for help had barely left her mouth before a loud smack rang out, and her face snapped sideways.

A bright red handprint bloomed across her cheek.

Owen’s eyes went wide. He spun toward Yunice, stunned.

She had hit Elsie.

Three years ago, she’d stabbed her. And now–after all that–she dared to lay hands on her again?

So much for learning anything in the asylum. If anything, she’d only gotten worse.

As Owen lunged forward, Yunice struck again–this time across the other cheek.

“Aah!” Elsie cried out, voice shrill with pain.

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She thrashed, but Gill clamped a hand over her mouth with her lab coat. She wasn’t about to let this two–faced b*tch Yunice’s way again.

Yunice said coldly, “Don’t think I won’t hit you just because you know how to fake a sob.”

Owen charged forward, hand raised–but before he could strike, Yunice met his gaze with a voice like ice.

“Before you lay a hand on me,” she said, “take a moment to think about who I am now.”

His body locked up like someone had hit the pause button. He stared at her, frozen.

She glanced at his raised hand and added, “Maybe you haven’t seen what Wyatt does to people who cross him. Want a demonstration?”

For a second, it seemed like Owen might back off.

Then–he shoved her to the floor.

“Oh, so that’s what this is. You got your claws out now because some man’s backing you?”

“I’m

your

brother. Your family. And you threaten me with an outsider?” He shouted, jabbing a finger into his chest.

“Tell me–honestly–haven’t I always treated you well?”

He didn’t wait for her answer.

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“When we were little, Dad was always away. Oscar had school. It was me who carried you on my back every single day. I threw my back out doing it. Still can’t sit or stand for long.”

“And when you were thirteen–you caught that weird illness after obsessing over those roses beyond the courtyard wall. You’d cry for no reason. I crossed half the country to find an old gardener with rare herbs to cure you. I almost got kidnapped along the way.”

Yunice’s eyes turned red. Her nose stung. Despite everything, her heart tightened with emotion. But her gaze remained hard.

Qwen kept going.

“That jewelry cabinet I gave you–remember that? It wasn’t just a gift. I built it by hand. Learned from scratch. Took me six months. I wore my fingers raw until I didn’t have fingerprints left.”

Tears slipped down Yunice’s cheeks. But she didn’t break.

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Chapter 95 The Owen Who Died

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Maybe he moved himself with that speech, because seeing her cry, Owen’s own nose twitched, his voice catching. “So why are you crying? If anyone should cry, it’s Elsie. You just slapped her.”

Yunice curled her lips into a hollow smile. She let the tears fall. She didn’t cry from weakness or guilt–just quiet incomprehension.

Owen hadn’t lied. Their sibling bond had once been real. He had cared for her.

And maybe that was why it hurt so much now.

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